Tuesday, October 19, 2004

In the eye of the Tornado

I know I should be working, I have a lot of things to do.

My allotted 8 hours for work isn’t enough to finish the load I have piled up in my cluttered brain.

But I can’t help it.

I sit here, looking at you, as busy as a bee,

flitting around the office, stopping here and there,

whispering encouragement to some people,

giving instructions and taking them from others.

I’m so proud of what you do.

Watching you work inspires me to do better.

I just wanted you to know that.

I love you.